Courtyard House: Why is my time-travel experience so shabby?

"who is it?"

Suddenly woken up in the middle of the night, Richard pinched his temples hard and sounded very unhappy.

"Richard, it's me, Wesley."

Hearing the deep, steady, nightmare-like voice coming from the other side of the microphone, Richard's anger from getting out of bed disappeared instantly, and even his dizzy mind became clear.

"Wesley, are you still in Japan?"

After all, Richard is also a hard-blooded veteran who has survived hundreds of battles and has a strong psychological quality. Although he was shocked when he received Du Weiguo's call in the middle of the night, his tone was quite calm.

The current means of communication are still relatively limited, and it is difficult to make calls across provinces, let alone across countries.

Even the satellite phone didn't work well, and the signal coverage was very limited. That's why Richard concluded that Du Weiguo was still in Japan.

"Richard, there's something I need your help with." Du Weiguo said nothing nonsense and went straight to the point.

As soon as he heard this, Richard's heart suddenly changed.

As the commander-in-chief of the Citi Garrison, Richard is in charge of the Military Intelligence Investigation Division. In this three-acre area of ​​Japan, his intelligence capabilities are by no means inferior to those of the CIA.

Du Weiguo went to war with the Mitsui family, and the commotion caused was earth-shattering. The whole of Tokyo was closed down, so naturally he couldn't hide it.

He also thought that Du Weiguo was taking the opportunity to force him to express his position and break up with the Freemasons directly.

Although Richard's throat was a little dry:

"What's up?""

"Ha~" Du Weiguo sneered, having a very keen insight into Richard's thoughts:

"Richard, don't worry. I'm not forcing you to go to war with the Mitsui family. I'm just asking you to send two planes to help send a few people to Okinawa."

Richard was slightly relieved, but he still didn't take it lightly: "Who is it?"

Du Weiguo's tone was very relaxed and slightly joking: "They are not some great big shots, just two wounded KGB men."

Richard was stunned for a moment, and then blurted out a curse word: "Wardefake~~"

The next day, at noon, in the northern part of Japan, Sakura Castle.

Today, it snowed in most of the northern parts of Japan. The snow in Sakura City, which is surrounded by mountains and the sea, was particularly heavy. The north wind was biting, the snow was white, and the weather was extremely cold.

On the outskirts of the city, the veterinary station has been closed and closed, in the corridor outside the operating room.

Du Weiguo held a glass of warm water and a few anti-inflammatory and antipyretic pills in his hand, handed them to Natasha, and asked softly:

"Natasha, how are you? Can you still hold on?"

Natasha was in a very good condition at the moment. Her eye sockets were sunken, her face was overall blue, her cheeks were unusually flushed, and her body was trembling slightly.

The wounds on her arms had been re-dressed and bandaged by Dr. Okamoto, and luckily they were not infected.

However, she was injured and had not slept for a whole day and night. During this period, she worked hard and thought very hard, and her high fever never went away, and even tended to get worse.

This means that her physical condition is good enough. If ordinary people dared to do this, they would be unconscious long ago.

"Thanks, I, I'm fine."

Natasha took the pills, stuffed them into her mouth one after another, tilted her head back and drank two sips of water before sending them down, mutely thanking them.

Du Weiyouguo took out a few evil spirits pills and handed them to her.

"Here, have something to eat too."

Natasha took it but did not eat it. Instead, she raised her head, stared directly at Du Weiguo, and asked in a hoarse voice:

"Wesley, what should we do next?"

At this moment, the look in Natasha's blue eyes was extremely complicated, a mixture of panic, anxiety, fear, helplessness, dependence, and hope.

Du Weiguo came back three hours ago, bringing back a military portable radio and other necessary supplies.

As soon as she got the radio, Natasha tried to contact Nikonov's dedicated channel. After that, she would contact him every half hour.

As a result, everything came to nothing, and she has not received any reply until now. Natasha immediately panicked and was in disarray.

You know, Nikonov's personal radio station is always with him 24 hours a day, almost never leaving him.

Even when he is eating, having meetings, sleeping, defecating, or even when he is being intimate, there is always someone responsible for supervising him and keeping him connected at all times.

Now, Nikonov's radio station has been silent for at least three hours, which has never happened before.

In a sense, this situation can basically determine the fact that something has probably happened to him, or is even in danger.

Nikonov is Du Weiguo's die-hard ally and a clear-cut pro-Sha god sect. At the same time, he is also Natasha's backing and thigh in the KGB system.

If a big shot like him were to be defeated, the situation in the KGB would inevitably change drastically, and perhaps even the national conditions of Soviet Russia and even the international situation would be affected.

In such an unpredictable and turbulent situation, Du Weiguo may be able to continue to support himself by relying on his strong strength.

However, Natasha was miserable.

First of all, if Nikonov is killed, as a direct descendant, she will definitely not be able to survive in the KGB system.

One step further, and there will no longer be any independent territory within Soviet Russia, the entire Far East, and most of Europe.

Of course, with her past friendship, Natasha can definitely survive under Du Weiguo's command, finally having a place to go, and not completely becoming a lonely ghost.

However, under Du Weiguo, she could at best be a small boss in charge of intelligence, and she could not have a high status.

Du Weiguo's harem are all arrogant masters. The key is that every wife is not good at making mistakes. She has strong soldiers and horses, and is powerful and wealthy. There is no room for her to rise.

And for Natasha, who was ambitious and wanted to climb up, this was simply worse than death.

"Haha~"

Hearing her question, Du Weiguo smiled. He acted extraordinarily calmly and calmly, even a little indifferent.

"Just do whatever you have to do?"

While talking, Du Weiguo took out his cigarette case, sat down slowly next to Natasha, took out two cigarettes, lit them together, and handed one to her.

But when she heard this, Natasha was stunned, and then she reacted, turned her head sharply, her eyes widened, and she looked at Du Weiguo in disbelief.

"You, you mean, you want to continue to assassinate Mikhail?"

Natasha's voice was broken because she was too excited, but Du Weiguo replied in a casual tone:

"Of course, this old guy touched Yang Caiyu before and touched my bottom line. No matter what, I will kill him."

"Yes, but~"

Just as Natasha was about to tell the difference, she was interrupted by Du Weiguo:

"It's nothing, even if he didn't touch Nikonov, I wouldn't let him go. If he did and he succeeded, I would have no reason to spoil him."

Slowly exhaling the smoke, Du Weiguo added in a faint tone:

"Natasha, just imagine, if something happens to Nikonov, and Mikhail is allowed to integrate the Ministry of Internal Affairs and the KGB, it will be even more difficult to deal with in the future."

"Uh~"

Natasha thought about it along with Du Weiguo's thoughts, and suddenly she shivered violently. Her face instantly turned pale, her whole body was shaking like chaff, and she couldn't even say a complete sentence.

It is true that if Nikonov died, Mikhail would take advantage of this moment when the KGB was leaderless and people were panicked, and use thunderous means to directly take advantage of him.

By then, Mao Xiong will be one inside and one outside, and the largest privileged intelligence department in history, which was only barely balanced after the two were restraining each other, will all be under Mikhail's control.

It is equivalent to him directly transforming into the eyes and ears of a furry bear. He is omniscient and omnipotent, and his energy is terrifying and incalculable.

Natasha clenched her fists so hard that her nails dug into her flesh, and then she forced herself to calm down:

"Wesley, if something happens to Chairman (Nikonov), we won't be able to know Mikhail's itinerary at all, and it will be even harder to lock his position."

"Well, indeed, if it really doesn't work, I can only~"

Du Weiguo paused in the middle of his words, his ears suddenly flapped twice unnoticeably, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he patted Natasha on the shoulder:

"Okay, you and Ivan, it's better to leave here first. The plane to pick you up will be here soon."

Natasha was dumbfounded for a moment and quickly looked out the window, but it was snowy and windy outside, and she didn't see any planes or hear any sounds.

But she knew that Du Weiguo's listening ability was far superior to ordinary people, and he would definitely not miss the target. She was frightened and anxious, broke out in cold sweat, and the thorns all over his body stood up.

"Plane? Where did the plane come from?" You know, it's daytime now, and this is still in the hinterland of Japan. Even when the KGB was at its best, it couldn't maneuver the plane in broad daylight.

On Japan's main island, apart from the country's military and police, the only force that can mobilize aircraft is the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Of course, the Mitsui family can also do it easily.

However, no matter which force is involved, they are definitely enemies rather than friends to her.

Although they were separated by a wall, Du Weiguo glanced at the horizon through the window, then flicked the cigarette butt, his tone still calm:

"Well, hurry up and pack up. The plane will be here soon, a helicopter sent by the Citi Garrison Command."

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Natasha's pupils trembled sharply, her whole body stiffened suddenly, and she stared at Du Weiguo in despair.

Natasha never expected that the person coming would be the Citizen Garrison, or even sent by the headquarters.

You know, Citigroup and Mao Xiong are now mortal enemies in the Cold War, and they are constantly fighting openly and secretly in various fields.

If Natasha was taken away by Citigroup's military, even if she could barely escape with her life afterwards, her position would become extremely embarrassing.

Even if Nikonov is not dead, unless she defectes to the CIA, she will become like Du Weiguo, a lonely soul without a home and a country.

Therefore, Natasha's first reaction was that she was of no use anymore, was ruthlessly abandoned by Du Weiguo, and was sold to Citigroup.

Du Weiguo was a well-educated person and could see Natasha's inner thoughts at a glance. He immediately smiled angrily and rolled his eyes at her:

"What are you thinking about? Don't worry, they are just sending out a vehicle. After all, Tokyo is now under martial law, and only Citigroup's planes can travel unimpeded in Japan.

They will take you to Okinawa, where my special plane and Rhodes are, and he will take you to Persia, Hu Da's territory. "

"what?"

Natasha was completely dumbfounded by Du Weiguo's manipulation. She was dumbfounded and didn't know what to say.

This is such a god-like brain circuit that he let the plane from the Citi Garrison Headquarters take him to the base camp with the largest number of Citi garrison troops.

This golden cicada's shelling is really surprising, but it's not too high-profile, it's just a tightrope walk.

"Wesley, isn't this too risky~"

Natasha's mouth went dry when she heard it, and she was about to make a few excuses.

At this moment, at the limit of her field of vision, several inconspicuous little black dots appeared on the horizon. According to her eyesight, she could barely distinguish that they were Citi's unique Huey-type armed helicopters.

Du Weiguo held her shoulders and said in a relaxed tone:

"It's not risky at all, Natasha. Citigroup headquarters is also very nervous about this matter, even more sensitive than you.

Therefore, they will inevitably keep secrets, and will even take the initiative to help smooth things over, destroy evidence, and look mysterious, but in fact there is nothing wrong with it. "

After taking a puff of cigarette, Du Weiguo paused for a moment, then said in a warm and comforting voice:

"Natasha, you don't have to worry about them detaining you. I'm in Japan right now. These Citigroup guys cherish their lives and will definitely not seek death."

Although she was still uneasy in her heart, Natasha couldn't help but feel a wave of warmth in her heart after hearing Du Weiguo's words.

"Thank you, Wesley."

Du Weiguo chuckled:

"Okay, forget it, mother-in-law, you are free on the way, no one will restrict you, continue to keep in touch with Nikonov."

Upon hearing this, Natasha immediately became excited: "You mean, the chairman is fine?"

Du Weiguo nodded:

"Well, Nikonov is also a veteran who has experienced hundreds of battles. He is very alert. He should not be easily killed. It is very likely that he is just hiding temporarily.

Natasha, I will contact you from time to time recently. Once you find out about him or if you need anything, let me know as soon as possible. "

Taking a Chinese character book handed over by Du Weiguo, which was a new code book, Natasha nodded solemnly:

"Okay, I understand, Wesley, and on behalf of Chairman Nikonov, and the entire National Security Council, thank you."

At this moment, the two helicopters had reached the sky above the veterinary station and began to hover in place, hanging ropes.

A dozen heavily armed Green Berets rappelled down quickly. Several of them quickly squatted around with guns on guard, while others carried stretchers and ran towards the house quickly.

"Okay, I'm leaving, keep in touch with the radio."

Seeing that the leading cuckolds had already reached the door of the veterinary station, Du Weiguo said goodbye to Natasha and quickly walked into an empty room not far away.

There was a window in this room that connected to the outside. He had chosen an escape route early in the morning, so he avoided it.

It's because Du Weiguo and the cuckolds have a deep hatred. Every active and reserve cuckold knows his appearance by heart. He doesn't want or need to have a conflict.

As for those who were knocked unconscious by him, the unlucky Dr. Okamoto and the director of the veterinary station did not need to worry about him. Those cuckolds would definitely be dealt with properly.

There is a high probability that they will be taken away and detained for a period of time, and there is a small probability that they will be killed directly and silenced.

Sure enough, just as Du Weiguo got out of the window, a low gunshot sounded behind him. Based on his current hearing, he could clearly distinguish that it was an M1911 with a silencer installed.

"Damn it! I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me."

Du Weiguo's advancing figure suddenly stopped for a moment, and his brows furrowed deeply.

Today's situation is a bit weird, involving the KGB, Citigroup and the military, two usually sworn enemies, and even a third party like him.

Once the outside world knows about it, it will be an explosive event with unpredictable consequences.

In fact, Du Weiguo also understood in his heart that the matter was serious and silencing him was definitely the most direct and safe way to deal with it once and for all.

However, both Okamoto and the director of the veterinary station were innocent. Du Weiguo had not been able to be cruel before, so he just knocked him unconscious.

I originally thought that the subordinates sent by Richard would be gentler in dealing with things, but I didn't expect that they would be so ruthless and they immediately chose to kill and silence them.

Obviously, Richard must have issued a kill order.

Come to think of it, if this guy can climb to such a high position, he must have an iron-blooded character and be decisive in killing.

To him, they were just ordinary Japanese people, so he could kill them without any psychological burden.

Now, Du Weiguo's bottom line of not harming innocent people has become increasingly blurred, which makes him feel a little frustrated.

At this time, Ivan had been put on a stretcher and was quickly carried away, while Natasha, under the "protection" of several cuckolds, quickly headed towards the rappel area of ​​the plane.

A guy who looks like a commander is giving orders to his subordinates:

"Tyler, take your people and continue to search the entire building. Everyone, regardless of identity, will be eliminated!"

"Roger that!"

Taylor was a burly man. He responded simply and immediately led several of his men to search the house.

"Taylor! Something happened. The window in this room was opened!"

Nervous shouts and rapid footsteps sounded almost at the same time, very close at hand.

"Oh, from now on, I really can't deal with ordinary people anymore."

Du Weiguo sighed silently, shook his head melancholy, and then suddenly disappeared without a trace.

In the evening, Tokyo, Shibuya District, Saigoyama Park, a decent and spacious single-family villa.

The Second Minister of the Japanese Ministry of Internal Affairs, Ishiguro Gaki, parked the car on the side of the road with a tired look on his face and turned off the engine.

But instead of getting out of the car and going home immediately, he rolled down the window, intending to let the biting cold wind blow away the heavy smell of smoke from his clothes.

"Oh, this old bastard Fujimoto Arata, he really deserves to die. The Mitsui family is now in chaos, and the evil god has disappeared, and he started jumping up and down!"

Ishiguro Huancheng took off his glasses, pinched his nose bridge hard, and complained indignantly.

Fujigen Arata is a big shot, the top leader of the Japanese Ministry of Internal Affairs, the Minister of Internal Affairs, and Ishiguro Harada’s immediate boss.

Qingye Mountain collapsed, Mitsui Shang was empty, Mitsui Takizawa disappeared, and even the ancestral home was looted and burned to the ground.

Now the Mitsui family is leaderless, and several outside houses have fallen into internal fighting in order to compete for the position of the head of the family, making it a mess.

Du Weiguo's whereabouts are elusive, and he has most likely left Japan, thousands of miles away.

The old guy Fujimoto Arata has become particularly active recently, like a hyena that smells blood, coveting the big fat meat of the Mitsui family. (End of chapter)